Weekly Short Stories Contest and Company! discussion

You have until the 22nd of November to post a poem and from the 23rd to around the 27th of November, we’ll vote for which one we thought was best!

Please post directly into the topic and not a link. Please don’t use a poem previously used in this group. Only one submission per person is allowed.

Your poem can be of any length!

This week’s topic is: Patterns

Thanks goes to Nicky for suggesting the topic!

The rules are pretty loose. You could write a poem about anything that has to do with the subject/photo but it must relate to the topic somehow.

Most of all have fun!

Title : Method And Order
Poet : Edward Davies

How can I recall
The method and the order
The pattern of it all
The content and the border

I need to make a plan
To avoid the confusion
So I can understand
And reach for the conclusion

Swing Town

There’s lipstick on the backseat
of every second car,
pampas grass
in my neighbor’s yard,
a red light in her boudoir.
The postman comes
three times a day
when there’s Omo
on the sill. Flamingos
outnumber garden gnomes
in glorious overkill.
In patterns unequivocal,
this town swings,
watch it go—
grab your partner by the hand,
it’s time to do-si-do.

~ R ~

feedback welcome

AUTHOR: Garrison Kelly
TITLE: Fine
EXPLICIT LYRICS: Yes
PROMPT CONFORMITY: The responses to each scenario all end in a pattern: "It was fine..."



VERSE 1
Watching Metallica shredding up a storm
Having eargasms in this heavy metal porn
Flamethrowers lighting up the fucking sky
So intense in the pit, you could fucking die
A night of badass music is in the books
This thrashed up body is exactly how it looks
You could do it again until the end of days
But when asked about it, you’ll only just say…

DEADPAN CHORUS
It was fine

VERSE 2
Losing your virginity to a Hollywood babe
Porno actresses want to be your love slaves
Cumming your whole body inside out
Orgasms so intense, you can only shout
Sex forever in the sunny beach weather
Who’ll it be today, a chick named Heather?
You could do it again until the end of time
But your only response gives another rhyme:

DEADPAN CHORUS
It was fine

VERSE 3
Driving around on the lunar surface
Floating in the air never felt so perfect
Planet earth is so many miles away
Yet all you can do is fucking say…

DEADPAN CHORUS
It was fine

BRIDGE
I don’t know if it’s laziness
Or a case of mental haziness
Fine is your answer for everything
If it feels good or fucking stings

ENERGETIC CHORUS
It was fine! X4

Whoops. Sorry guys. (Special apologies for the topic as well, I forgot we had done it before!) I have been caught up in a lot of stuff and had to work today. Polls are going up!